24. The war has begun.
Killian.
Elbow pressed into the mattress, I stay watching Katarina while she sleeps.
Her mouth, despite the hours of sleep, is swollen and red. I don’t know if it’s from our kisses or the maddening way she sucked me a few hours ago, but whatever the reason, I can’t resist. I lean in to suck, in a gentle bite, that delicious lower lip.
She doesn’t move; she’s still too asleep.
I hum and slide my hand over her stomach. The sheet covers her body, but with an almost imperceptible caress, I push it aside, exposing her and showing her sensitive p***y to me. Carefully, moving my gaze from her closed eyes to her bare p***y, I open her lips with my thumb and forefinger to reveal that intimate part of hers that belongs to me.
Fuck.
Just like her mouth, her p***y is red
